I don't know if I'm overthinking something - again - but you seem so cold now. After we kinda talk you seem so cold. I hate myself for making you like this. This is all my fault and I'm sorry. I want to hug you and tell you everything's going to be alright. But I can't. I lost that chance. I was a dumbass and a shit girlfriend. I hope you really do forgive me as you say you do. Please don't be mad at me. I'm scared to talk to you in fear of crying. In fear of being pushed away again. And again. I understand though. It hurt you. I hurt you. And I'm sorry. For everything. I don't want this to end. I don't want us to end. But if that's what you want, I will not force you into something you don't want.
I'm sorry.
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Everything In Sight
PoesíaThese are just little writings of my life and how I feel. Most of it will probably be depressing due to there being a lot going on. Thank you.
